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  If All The World Were Blind If all the world were blind, How would you make yourself be seen? Would you shine your light so brightly, Or try to rule like a queen? Of all the things to ponder, I think  that’s  what matters most. Would you proudly stand up for others, Or choose to fade out like a ghost? Would you live life to the fullest, Or just be an empty shell? Would your scent be intoxicating, Or in fact, would it repel? Would your words be kind and honest, Or sharpened like a knife? Would you save someone who’s drowning, Or let them forfeit their own life? Would you choose the path that’s easy, Or the one that asks for more? Would you open up your heart, Or keep it locked behind a door? When no one’s watching closely, No applause. No guiding sign. Would you choose to be the healing light, Or walk the straight and narrow line? Because sight was never vision, And crowns don’t make you seen. It’s in the way that you treat others, That truly proves that you’re a quee...

  FOOL'S GOLD Never again You won’t see my face The way you treat others Is such a disgrace Your essence is toxic Your lips drip with lies You’re selfish and hateful Beneath your disguise You’re like a fungus A spore or black mold You think you’re a gem But you’re just fool’s gold You’re made up of layers But even snakes shed their skin You’re not only noxious You’re the eighth deadly sin It took at most months And not several years To see how you prey Upon everyone’s fears You find out their secrets Then laugh as you share Breaking their hearts They just laid out bare But here’s a little something  I guess you didn’t know Those others you talk to See how you dim their glow They like themselves more Than they’ll ever like you They’ll have long walked away Before you’ll have your first clue So go wear your charm And spin your tall tales The ship that I’m on Has long set its sails Now I’ve risen up And I’ve slammed the door I won't allow you to imprint On my life  ANYMORE O...

Canva AI Image An Act Of Treason   You’re not going to change my mind I won’t understand the reason For the way that you just spoke to me Was it’s own kind of treason I guess I should be saying thanks You showed me the real you I no longer think that you’re the guy That I once thought I knew You tried so hard to tear me down But it had the opposite effect The one and only thing I learned Is that you’re a man I don’t respect To hold my heart is a privilege One you don’t deserve The only thing you’ll get from me Is on my last damn nerve There’s nothing you can do or say To change my point of view I’m pretty sure you’ve figured out That the two of us are through You thought my love was a given  But it has to be earned So watch me as I drive away On the bridge that you just burned Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.23.2025

  Canva AI Image Sing Into The Silence Sing into the silence. To help end all the violence. Your voice needs to be heard. Speak your truth with every word. Always  stand up and stand tall. Even when your back’s against the wall. Be proud. Don't be afraid. Get on your path if you have strayed. Be strong when others are not able. Help them to become more stable. Don’t ever give up the fight. You can help to make things right. Spread your light upon this earth. By showing others what they’re worth. With the inner flame you always bring. Remember in the silence, it’s okay to sing. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 4.30.2025

Canva AI Image The Curfew As darkness falls  The shadows creep  A witch’s cauldron  Starts to steep The Ravens sing Their nightly song  And creatures scurry  In a throng People start  Rushing home  For in the night The dangers roam They hurry up  And lock their doors  They hear the wailing  From the Moors There’s eerie hooting  From the Owls  Perils lurk And evil prowls Some too frightened To fall asleep  Wolves are hunting  And they’re the sheep  The Witches cackle  The wind does carry  Seems to make  The night more scary  The windows barred  The shutters closed  An unspoken curfew  Is imposed  And those who choose  To brave the street To prove themselves  With daring feet Probably won’t  Remain alive  For very few  Ever survive  To share their story  Or lavish tale With those they meet Over an Ale They meet a fate That’s worse than death...

NEVER AGAIN Not even once Or never again I won’t fall for your lies I won’t let it happen Gonna fight my way out Gonna set myself free You’re a rabbit hole I won’t go down willingly Once, shame on you Twice, shame on me No ifs, ands, or buts No I guess, or maybe No second chance But for you, not a first We haven’t even dated Yet I can tell you’re the worst So go somewhere else Please leave me alone You remind me of others I have already known I won’t allow you in So turn and walk away There’s nothing you can do No words that you can say I’m an adult You’re a man child Your type of poison Has never come mild So just turn around Walk back to your car The only place I want to see  you  Is from afar Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 2.19.2025

Think Twice You think that you can break me? I'm stronger than I look. However you’re a narcissist, Off the pages of a book. One of us will lose this fight. I promise it's not me. I won’t be your punching bag. Nor a victim, willingly. I feel bad for all the others, That you got to first. Knowing that’s how you get off, Quenching your sick thirst. I have all their backs.  I’ll fight for each and every one. I’m giving you a head start, So boy, you’d better run. I promise I will catch you.  And it’s you that’s going down. You don’t deserve to be a king. I’m gonna strip you of your crown.    We are not scared of you, So boy, you had better think twice. Because in the end it’s gonna be you, That will always pay the price. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 2.17.2025

MY SALVATION The way my wrist was held so tight Has left a permanent abrasion Each day I cake my makeup on No matter the occasion You get mad at me throughout the day If I make the smallest deviation No longer allowed to go to work I no longer have an occupation You made me think that I’m unworthy You are a master of manipulation I’m only allowed to build you up You require constant stimulation It use to be love but now it’s fear That causes my heart a palpitation  I want my life and story back You’re no longer allowed to do the narration I need help and I need it now I want out of this situation In the end, it’s you going down Because I’m backed by the entire nation By the kindness of strangers and with my God I have finally found my salvation Karma will find you and you will pay  With a fiery eternal damnation * If you are a victim of Domestic Violence, please call the hotline at 1-800-799-7233. www.thehotline.org You are not alone. At the very least reach out to me, and I w...

  A GIRL AND HER CROWN I wish I could see myself through your eyes, The wonder and awe that you can’t disguise. Your love is so pure and I’m so undeserving, Wait…your love, so intense…that it’s almost unnerving. You’re always watching me now and controlling my days, I can never break free from your dark wicked gaze. But I’ll run out that door and never turn back, Escaping from you and your constant attack. You made me fall hard…feel so safe and secure, The love that you showed me…so fierce but a lure. Then like day turns to night or the lights turn back on, Your love became evil…so twisted and wrong. After building us up you started tearing me down, You wanted a prisoner…not a girl and her crown. Well I’m not a weak woman so let that sink in, You want to play games? Oh I know that I’ll win. I’ve dated your type and it’s hardened my heart, Made me so strong I can tear you apart. When I’m done with you…when I take you down, You’ll no longer be able to take anyone’s crown. Original Po...

JUST A NUMBER Copyright (c) 2.7.2025 I’m done being a number In your way of keeping score Fighting for the top spot I am worth so much more Am I one or am I two Is not a way to live They can have you to themselves I have nothing more to give. So find another sucker Who wants to play the game One day they will see as well You are not who you claim I hope that sometime soon The real you comes to light And everyone realizes You were never worth the fight I now will walk away It is what I have to do Because any man in your life Is just a number to you! Poetry Written By: Dave Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar